"Sir, we are pretty much without Magic Energy already," Leandro informed Tubian on the side. They had been advancing against enemy fire for several minutes already. They were almost there, but because several of the platoons fell, a lot of the enemies shifted their attention to the platoons that survived this far.
TUbian narrowed his eyes. There were pretty much no covers they could take, and running back would be difficult. "If things turn out bad, separate and retreat to any cover you can find, even if it is hard to find one. Just try to stay alive."
*BOOM!*
Suddenly, another explosion sound echoed. However, this time, the sound didn't come from the shells of artillery coming from the skies. Instead, it came from behind the enemy lines. Several balls of fire rose into the skies, causing pretty much all attacks coming for the platoons, including Linfel's one, to diminish considerably.
"What happened?" Alvin asked.
